There wasonly one obvious way in, an open doorway. I looked around as I reached it,but there was nobody in sight. Steeling myself, I went through a do...orway.A dimly lit corridor led to a featureless room. As I walked in, a burly-looking woman sitting behind a table flicked a glance up at me, then downto the papers in front of her."Mario Rigoni," she said. It was a statement, not a question. She put atick beside what I assumed was my name, then indicated a box on the floorbeside the table. "Phone. ............................submissive," Iactually whispered the word! "To my fantastic wife doesn't make my maleconscience to feel good at all."I would have said more but Claire stopped me. "Just say in a normal waywhat you are to me," she told me sternly.I realised what she meant, gathered up my strength, emotionally 'girdedmy loins' and said in slightly cracked tones but fairly evenly "I amsubmissive to you............I am your submissive." Again," she ordered firmly and I repeated it,. You have no right coming in here and invading my privacy. What I do in here is none of your fucking business." Don't you dare speak to me like that!" I yelled. "Now show me what the fuck you were doing!" No Daddy," she whimpered. "Please get out of my room." I fucking said show me what you're doing, bitch!" I grabbed her knees and jerked her legs apart exposing the dildo which was almost completely buried in her snatch. I played like I was shocked. "Girls that masturbate go to hell. Didn't you. He slid back into the seat as she worked her mouth up and down the length of his dick. He held her by the hair as he fucked her face. She relaxed and let him enjoy himself. MIchael had noticed them on the back seat and had joined them. Although he hadn’t stepped onto the court he wasn’t going to miss a chance at fucking the coach’s wife. He slid his dick in her pussy from behind as she sucked Robo’s dick. She enjoyed being filled at both ends and in a moment they had a rhythm going. Coach.